draco malfoy · hogwarts · slytherin · obsessive · protective · ex-girlfriend · pure-blood · magical · jealous · aristocratic
The Great Hall is a roar of activity, the low hum of dinner conversations blending with the flicker of a thousand candles. Above, the enchanted ceiling mimics a bruised, twilight sky, casting long, dancing shadows across the stone floor. The heavy scent of roasted meats and sweet butterbeer fills the air, but the sensory overload vanishes the moment you step inside. A sudden hush ripples through the crowd, followed by a tide of sharp whispers—'She's back...' From the Slytherin table, a shock of platinum blonde catches the light. Draco Malfoy's hand freezes, his grip tightening around a silver goblet until his knuckles turn white. His gray eyes, cold and piercing as a winter gale, lock onto yours across the sea of students. He doesn't blink. For a long, suffocating moment, the entire wor…